"Little guy, are you trying to collaborate with the enemy?"
Hearing Zhong Wen's tough tone, the old prince Li Donglai couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, with a cold light shining in his eyes, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want with some achievements in countering rebellion. The bottom line of the empire must not be trampled."
After all, Li Donglai was older and usually stayed in the palace, focusing on cultivation and not caring about worldly affairs. If Emperor Li Jiuye hadn't personally come to invite him, he might not have known about the Xiao family's rebellion. Therefore, he was surprised by Zhong Wen's surprise after the battle in the imperial capital.
The performance is also completely meaningless.
The grandson Li Yu's bad temper of being ignorant and idle is not unrelated to the old prince's escaping attitude of ignoring everything.
"Collaborating with the enemy? What a joke!" Zhong Wen sneered, "When I was fighting to the death with Fulong's army at the Xiqi border, where were you, old man? You had the cultivation of Lingzun, but you didn't dare to go to the battlefield.
A coward who only knows how to show off his words has no right to tell me what to do."
Isn’t it me that you fight life and death against at the border?
When Jiang Yushi behind him heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.
"Oh? Since you have also participated in border battles, you should know how much suffering the Fulong Empire has caused the people of Xiqi." Li Donglai suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly, "Why do you want to shelter this imperial spy? Is it just because she was born with such a good temperament?
Beautiful?"
Prince Rui also went into battle to kill enemies when he was young, and many of his relatives and friends died on the battlefield. Therefore, he deeply hated the Fulong Empire. Now that he was old, he originally wanted to be in seclusion. However, when his grandson mentioned that there were hidden dangers,
The spirit master of the Dragon Empire sneaked in, and the memories of his adulthood came to mind. He couldn't help but feel angry, and he broke out without hesitation and joined the team that was chasing Jiang Yushi.
For the old man, Fulong Empire is probably an eternal pain in his heart.
"Oh? Is she very beautiful?" Zhong Wen pretended to be confused and said against his will, "Why don't I think so?"
"Little thief, you..." Jiang Yushi's inner emotion and tenderness immediately dissipated for the most part, and she felt that this little thief was really hateful and so cruel that it made people itch.
"It's not uncommon for young people to be addicted to women." Li Donglai was a lot older and had a lot of experience. Just by looking at Jiang Yu's expression in his poem, he knew that there must be some unclear relationship between the two, and he said sincerely, "
It’s just that there are many good women in the world. Your Piaohua Palace is already filled with beauties, so why do you have to get involved with this enemy’s spy?”
The big bosses of Lingzun are all very eye-catching, and as a relative of the emperor, Li Donglai is not a kind person at first. The reason for his patient persuasion is mostly because Zhong Wen just fell from the sky and showed his cultivation at the level of Lingzun.
Moreover, he had personally seen the beautiful spiritual masters from Piaohua Palace, and he knew that this sect had a profound foundation and did not dare to offend them easily.
"Who I want to be friends with has nothing to do with you."
Knowing that the old man's words were not malicious, Zhong Wen felt that he had been poked into a painful spot in his heart, and felt inexplicably unhappy, "As I said before, if you want to hurt her, you have to get through me first."
"A child cannot be taught!" Li Donglai showed a look of regret, shook his head and sighed, "Since you are still stubborn, I have no choice but to capture you first, and then go to Qingfeng Mountain to ask for an explanation from Palace Master Lin."
Before he finished speaking, the thin man beside him suddenly clasped his hands together, exuding a mysterious and strange aura again, and came straight towards Zhong Wen.
Ge Yuemin's golden whip and the fat man's fist also attacked one after another. Without even saying hello, they actually wanted to repeat the same trick and repeat the method of severely injuring Jiang Yushi on Zhong Wen.
"Be careful, his magical skills will make people dizzy!" Jiang Yushi's face changed, and she warned in a sweet voice.
"Don't hurt his life!" Li Donglai was also shocked and couldn't help shouting loudly.
No matter how indifferent he was to world affairs, he still knew that the current Daqian royal family was already broken, and it would not be a wise move to offend a top sect with several powerful spiritual masters.
However, Ge Yuemin and the others did not hold back any of their moves, and their momentum was no less powerful than before.
Aren't these three people together with the old man?
Zhong Wen's mind moved, and he instantly guessed that the relationship between the four people was not subordinate. The three men in Tsing Yi had advanced cultivation and strong strength. Although they had not realized the Dao, they were far more powerful than ordinary spiritual masters, and they did not accept Li Donglai's command at all.
No wonder Silly Girl was injured like this!
These three guys are not simple!
But...it’s not enough!
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he stood motionless, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the three spiritual masters who were attacking him, without any intention of dodging or fighting back.
"Little thief!" When Jiang Yushi saw this, she thought he had been hit by the slender man's magic. She fell into dizziness and became anxious. Her body was struggling to recover. She wanted to rush to help, but was stopped by her side. Shen Xiaowan reached out and gently pressed on his shoulder.
"Sister is too seriously injured, so you should take a good rest." Shen Xiaowan's voice was clear and sweet, with a hint of childishness, "My brother, the chef, is so awesome that he won't lose to them!"
What a powerful force!
Jiang Yushi was gently pressed by her white and tender hands, as if a hill was pressing on her shoulders. She couldn't move at all. Unconsciously, her heart was shaken, and she looked at Shen Xiaowan carefully.
The girl in the yellow shirt looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. She has a delicate face, a delicate figure, and a slightly immature look. Her whole body is filled with the unique youth and vitality of a teenage girl. She is like a delicate flower that has just begun to bloom and is about to show off to the world. Showing unparalleled beauty.
A young and beautiful young girl like this should be carefully cared for by men like a pearl. She should be held in the hand for fear of getting cold and held in the mouth for fear of melting. However, the package on Shen Xiaowan's back is as big as a hill, and It seemed like an understatement, but in fact it was a terrifying force that weighed more than a thousand pounds. However, Jiang Yushi was surprised and felt a little confused.
Could it be that this little girl is also the lover of the little thief?
Speaking of which, the little thief is only seventeen, so he is a good match for her, but I am much older than him.
But if the two of them were really together, how could he be willing to let such a beautiful and lovely girl carry his luggage?
Maybe they are not a couple?
A moment ago, she was worried about Zhong Wen's safety, but now her thoughts were inexplicably scattered, and she started thinking uncontrollably.
At this time, Ge Yuemin's golden whip and the fat man's fist were already a stone's throw away from Zhong Wen.
Seeing that he was about to be hit by the three spiritual masters, Zhong Wen suddenly laughed, and purple-gold spiritual patterns lit up all over his body, dazzling and brilliant.
If you take a closer look, you will see that there are colorful streams of light faintly emerging on the surface of each purple-gold spirit pattern, which is different from the previous two days. It shows that "Zhongwen No. 2" works diligently and writes non-stop every day. Unknowingly,
It has also pushed the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" to a new level.
"Bo!"
With a soft sound, the fat man's fist hit Zhong Wen's chest without any suspense, and Ge Yuemin's spiritual whip also wrapped around his left arm like a long golden snake.
However, the imagined scene of Zhong Wen being seriously injured and falling to the ground did not appear. He was still standing there with a smile, the old god was there, not moving at all, and his expression did not change at all.
How can it be!
The fat man's face suddenly showed a look of disbelief, almost thinking he was hallucinating.
Legend has it that in the secular world, the level of spiritual skills and exercises does not exceed gold at most, and higher-level secrets are all in the hands of the Holy Land. However, as a disciple of the "Zhuge Thatched Cottage" who is famous for his attainments in divine literature, he knows the people in the thatched cottage.
I have secretly collected and translated the high-level secrets above gold, but because there is no saint sitting in charge, I am afraid of provoking the oppression of the Seven Holy Lands, so I dare not announce it to the public.
The boxing technique practiced by the fat man is called "Qi San Fist", and it is a diamond spiritual skill that is far superior to gold.
The punch is very powerful, seven points hurt the enemy, and three points hurt yourself. It has such severe side effects, but it can still be ranked as a diamond, which shows how powerful the punch is.
Ever since he practiced this boxing technique, every time he used it to deal with the enemy, he was always invincible and invincible. Such a weird situation before him was simply unheard of and unseen.
Seeing the fat man being frustrated, Ge Yuemin gave a sharp shout and waved his right hand backwards. The spiritual whip wrapped around Zhong Wen's arm tightened suddenly, and barbs suddenly appeared on the surface of the whip, as if it was about to pierce into him.
Inside his body, his arm was torn off directly.
However, as soon as the seemingly sharp barbs of spiritual power touched the purple-gold spiritual pattern, they instantly became limp and powerless like cotton touching a stone, unable to move forward at all.
"Is this how the whip works?" Zhong Wen grabbed the whip with his backhand and pulled it gently.
Ge Yuemin felt an unimaginable force coming from the whip. He stumbled and was involuntarily pulled by Zhong Wen.
He fought hard, but was completely unable to withstand this powerful force. He was so frightened that he quickly dispersed his spiritual skills. The long whip instantly turned into little golden lights and scattered between the sky and the earth.
Even though the connection between the two was severed, Ge Yuemin's body still flew downwards under the action of inertia, hitting the ground with a "bang" and falling into a standard "mouth chewing mud".
"Senior Brother Ge!"
The thin man not far away couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw Ge Yuemin fall to the ground. His palms that were originally together suddenly separated and pushed forward together. A colorless, invisible, but earth-shattering breath followed him.
Jets shot out from the palm and rushed toward Zhong Wen, swallowing him up instantly.
Just when he breathed out this breath, everyone present felt their heads rumbling and their eardrums buzzing, as if a strong man was yelling in their ears. They were dizzy and confused for a while, and they couldn't even maintain their body shape.
It was extremely difficult.
What a powerful spiritual skill!
Li Donglai was secretly shocked. He felt that even he, a bystander, was affected in this way. Zhong Wen, who was in the middle of the aura, did not know how uncomfortable he must be.
"That's it?"
However, instead of showing pain on Zhong Wen's face, there was a hint of disappointment, and he said with a faint sarcasm, "These cool spiritual patterns on my body are really in vain!"
It turns out that the reason why he couldn't fight back was because he wanted to use these three men in Tsing Yi to test the power of the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique". He didn't know if the speed at which "Zhong Wen No. 2" could carve spirit patterns was too powerful. It came from
The three powerful spiritual masters from "Zhuge Thatched Cottage" took action together, but they were unable to shake the purple-gold spiritual pattern's defense even in the slightest.
As a result, Zhong Wen, who could not test the limits of his spiritual skills at all, felt bored. He couldn't help but yawned and said lazily: "Are there any more powerful tricks?"
"Young man is arrogant!"
The plump man had never been so insulted before. He couldn't help but flew into a rage. He raised his right arm high, and the spiritual energy wrapped around his fist instantly increased several times. The color went from light to dark, and it was as dazzling as blood.
This punch condensed all his spiritual power, and the strong wind crackled wherever it passed, as if the sky was about to be shattered.
This guy didn't even try his best before!
Feeling the terrifying pressure from the fat man's fist, Li Donglai had a look of astonishment on his face. He felt that these spiritual masters from "Zhuge Thatched Cottage" were all very powerful. If they were to fight head-on, he might not be able to defeat any of them.
For this legendary mysterious organization, I couldn't help but feel a little more fearful.
"Bo!"
However, the fat man's ferocious fist that made Li Donglai tremble fell on Zhong Wen, but it was like water dripping into the sea. It only made an inaudible sound and never caused any waves. The spiritual pattern on Zhong Wen's body remained the same.
As stable as a rock, as gorgeous as purple clouds, and showing no signs of weakening.
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
No spiritual skills can withstand my "Seven Three Fists"!
The long-held belief was challenged. The fat man had a ferocious expression, a fierce look in his eyes, his teeth clenched, and he waved his arms desperately. The fists wrapped in spiritual power turned into phantoms, falling on Zhong Wen like raindrops.
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"Boo! Boom! Boom!"
Despite all his efforts, Zhong Wen still couldn't be harmed at all. There were faint sounds like goldfish blowing bubbles, like huge slaps, slapping the fat man hard on the face, making him furious.
If you go crazy, you will never be calm again.
"Junior brother, let me help you!"
At this time, Ge Yuemin had also climbed up from the ground, and a golden whip appeared in his hand again. He shook his right arm, and the whip that had been turning thousands of times suddenly straightened up, and turned into a golden whip about one foot long.
The thin sword, shining with dazzling light, stabbed straight at Zhong Wen.
"Boom!"
The spiritual sword traveled unimpeded and stabbed directly into Zhong Wen's lower abdomen. It collided with the purple-gold spiritual pattern and made an extremely slight sound. Then it stopped moving forward, unable to make any progress.
"It seems that's it." Zhong Wen shook his head shamelessly and sighed, "It's not that you don't work hard, it's just that your ability doesn't allow it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dragon shadow suddenly appeared under his feet, and his figure instantly appeared in front of Ge Yuemin. He raised his hand and punched lightly.
Ge Yuemin's face hardened, and he was about to dodge sideways when his heart suddenly started beating violently, and the spiritual energy in his body was inexplicably disordered. His whole body fell into a brief stiffness, unable to move at all, and he received a solid punch in the heart.
Accompanied by the "clicking" sound of bones breaking, Ge Yuemin's body was like an arrow from the string, and was severely knocked away by this punch. He fell heavily until a distance that was almost beyond the reach of his eyesight, and passionately collided with the ground.
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"Brother!"
The thin man was anxious when he saw Ge Yuemin being beaten away. He was about to lend a helping hand, but he felt inexplicably stiff all over. Then his face was suddenly hit by a huge force from nowhere, and he was knocked directly from the air to the ground. Both of them were knocked to the ground.
He rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and passed out just like that.
What kind of monster is this!
The fat man never expected that his brother would be instantly killed by a young man who looked to be less than twenty years old. He was so shocked that he stood there blankly and forgot to take action.
"You have been tired after playing for so long, right?" Zhong Wen turned around with a strange smile on his face, "Shall I take you down to rest?"
His voice was extremely gentle, but for some reason the fat man's spine felt chilly, his heartbeat accelerated, and the sweat glands in his body were working together, as if he was being targeted by a peerless ferocious beast, and his whole body was soaked to the skin.
This person is absolutely invincible!
Something must be done!
Otherwise... you will die!
His mind was spinning rapidly, his eyes wandering around, and suddenly fell on Jiang Yushi, who was leaning against the big tree below.
Got it, hostages!
The fat man's eyes lit up, his feet moved, and he pushed his body skills, which he was not good at, to the extreme. In a few moments, he appeared next to Jiang Yushi and grabbed the beautiful girl who was still injured!
The surprise in Zhong Wen's eyes flashed away, as if he had not yet reacted to the change, he still stood motionless.
After all, Jiang Yushi's injury had not healed. Although he barely raised his left arm to meet the enemy, his reaction speed was still half a beat too slow.
Done!
Seeing that he was about to successfully control the beautiful woman in white in front of him and win a chance for himself, the plump man's eyes couldn't help but shine with joy.
The next moment, a fist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
A small fist as smooth as jade and as white as snow.?